the water jiggles
jellonicly, a jig of time,
a purpling penny pendulum of
petty verses, covered in a Vedic vestment, and
hidden in a veil of maya, born of
a blinded leper, and sprung from the
muddy weed that shot from the navel of
of a lecherous lover,
heathens hewn from
hoary slates
of human flesh.
"I am the gleaming eye of death,
the symbol of rebirth in guise of man."
heaven's cryptic cry of
recompense
*ZIG-ZAG! by (<mIKHAIL|||rAMCHARAN>)














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A stitch in time mucks up the space-time continuum.
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"Life is a Banquet and most sons of bitches are starving to death!"
-Mame
"Love is me gently leading you back to yourself."
- Anon.
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A stitch in time mucks up the space-time continuum.
Clicking this link will give you superpowers*.
*May just be a very sneaky way to make you look at my page. But probably not.
Creation of man, eh? That's an interesting take! I never thought of it that way. I was thinking more along the line of, "even in the imperfection of mankind's reasoning and philosophy, God makes himself manifest, despite how cryptic of a manifestation that may be". I had a hard time getting my thoughts in though, so I can just barely manage to still interpret what I meant. (A lot of times, I intend to write about one topic, write a poem, and then decide re-interpret it some other way that makes more sense. I'm as much a reader as I am a writer.
Thank you! Interestingly enough, I seem to know words that many people don't, while I don't know the words that most people know.
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